An Ounce of MIND NUMBING TERROR

by Sovereign of Spew on April 8, 2011

This little gem gave one of our barfers, who remains anonymous for their own protection, nightmares as a child.

HOLY SHIT! In Mansfield/Ontario/Richmand county, viruses don’t just get you sick. They chew on GLASS AND NEEDLES! How are we possibly going to stand a chance? We can’t even really prevent them, because they are EATING OUR PREVENTION!

Dear Lord, if there is hell then that minion will be the first thing you see when you enter its gates, just chewing on needles. Who in the logo and brand development meeting oked that image?
“Hey Chuck does this image make you want to visit the doctor?”
“No, it makes me feel cold and dead on the inside.”
” Oh well, pretty close”

“It’s OK, Johnny, we’re just going to go in here and get a tiny little stick in the arm, and then you won’t get sick this winter.” “But Moooommmm! I don’t WANT to!” “It’s going to be OK, honey, there’s nothing to be afraid of.”
Except the logo on the door, which makes Johnny run screaming to the car where he curls up in a fetal position in the backseat, rocking back and forth and whimpering about glass-eating monsters coming to get him with their claws and their teeth and their giant needles.